I just can’t get excited about the four blood moons. I did get excited about the “Late Great Planet Earth” as a kid, and the budding of the fig tree in 1987. Y2K and the Mayan calendar were yawners by comparison. Many sympathies to those fear-filled Christians who built bunkers and stuffed them with beans back in the day.

How silly we must look to non-believers with our failed prophecies and end-of-the-world how-to guides. Chicken Little’s, running around with missing, heads don’t inspire many to become as they are.

This year, so many believers will be filled with fear during the month of September: Watching CNBC, looking for geo-political hiccups in China; and ultimately, for the antichrist to emerge. I wish Christians would share more about the Good News than they do the bad. In fact, I believe we have a bad news problem among us.

I’ve read the whole Bible and I just can’t get excited about the four blood moons.

In fact, I would like to declare the month of September 2015 to be a month of Joy and Peace. Have more fun in Jesus this month than you’ve ever had before. Put more stuff in God’s hands than you’ve ever been able to release. Trust the Spirit to breathe life into your soul moment by moment.

OK, I’m off my soapbox now. Mark this post and share it on October 1st. If the world is over, then never mind. We’ll be walking barefoot on streets of gold and partying at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.